So I went to the doctor this morning to have her take a gander at that thing that was growing on my leg. The doctor they lined up for me was super nice and a snappy dresser–she was wearing a little boro lampwork pendant. And she remembered my store as being “the one with reptiles in it”. I liked her a lot. Anyway, Dr. Alsum seemed to think the growth was a big old wart but we’re biopsying it anyway so everyone can rest easy.
When the growth first emerged I thought it was a wart, too, but it’s complete resistance to Compound W and duct tape and the fact that (cover your ears, kids) there was a hair growing out of it made me think that it was a mole. So, whatever it is, hairy super-wart or mole, it is now in a jar at the lab and no longer on my leg. I am going to have so much more time on my hands now that I’m not picking at that thing. Hooray!
In other news…did you get your gov’ment rebate check yet? Bob Foster spent his on Tibetan prayer bowls (also called ‘singing bowls’).
Have you ever heard these go before? I’d seen them before but I’d never heard one up close. When played the bowls emit a really remarkable sound that can become a little hard to listen to, but you can’t stop listening because it’s really, really cool. One bowl can produce a harmony of sounds and if you get a couple of them going at once it sounds like you’re trying to call UFOs to your house. Pretty nifty are the prayer bowls, I say. I’m glad I heard that sound.
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